Quick, anyone know the movie? (Answer's at the bottom.)
It's been a rough week here. I've had more troubles and snafu's this week than I care to remember: There have been brand new video camera malfunctions (and subsequent returns to the store), adventures with Comcast (our local phone, internet and cable company) that has included (so far): a trip to the facility (about an hour round-trip), 2 modems, a gateway, and countless hours on the phone. I've restarted my computer a million kajillion times. And I still don't have wi-fi.
We've lost cable channels. Our dial tone randomly disappears. Tonight, we had no cable whatsoever. Which left us with no tv, no internet. Lovely.
Today, I had a 4.5 hour car trip in front of me. The good news: Tango was along for the ride! What could go wrong? (Never ever ask that question!) Well, the 4.5 hour trip turned out to be 6 hours. I was late to my event.
So to cap of the stellar (not!) week I'd had, it was only fitting that when I picked up Tango's poo, my finger found the only hole in the entire stupid pickup bag.
The movie I quoted tonight, when my finger got the poo on it: Joe Dirt with David Spade. (One of my all time favorites.)
Let's hope next week brings me clean fingers, a consistent dial tone, all the wi-fi I could ever want, and our full cable lineup (with HD)!